p style="text-align: center;"span style="text-decoration: underline;"strongPrologue/strong/span/p
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p style="text-align: left;"em Do you want to love? Is it even possible for you? You understand it so well, I am having a hard time believing you're human. The way you say the words is beautiful, but the things you've done make me feel like an object. A toy. I do not want to stay here; I want to go home. Maybe you do love me, and it's just me who does not understand... But please explain, how is denying me the one thing that can make me happy be love? It is not that you cannot let me go, quite the opposite. You should let me go, people are looking for me. I mean a fifteen year old american girl kidnapped in France right out a school group, that is bound to get attention. But then again, how would I know? You never let me see the world anymore... /em/p
p style="text-align: left;"emI've changed my mind; I am not a toy, I am a caged bird. /em/p
p style="text-align: left;"emPlease let me fly Vi/em/p
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p style="text-align: left;"em Do you want to love? Is it even possible for you? You understand it so well, I am having a hard time believing you're human. The way you say the words is beautiful, but the things you've done make me feel like an object. A toy. I do not want to stay here; I want to go home. Maybe you do love me, and it's just me who does not understand... But please explain, how is denying me the one thing that can make me happy be love? It is not that you cannot let me go, quite the opposite. You should let me go, people are looking for me. I mean a fifteen year old american girl kidnapped in France right out a school group, that is bound to get attention. But then again, how would I know? You never let me see the world anymore... /em/p
p style="text-align: left;"emI've changed my mind; I am not a toy, I am a caged bird. /em/p
p style="text-align: left;"emPlease let me fly Vi/em/p
